Secretary

Apartment, Azuma Norihito's house—

Seated at the table, Norihito hung his head, his expression one of despair and collapse as he bowed and apologized, "President!! Due to my mistake, the company lost hundreds of millions of yen in funds! I'm sorry President!"

"Norihito-san..." Mrs. Hisato patted his back, her face looking ugly.

However, the president who should have been the most angry was sitting across from them with a bright smile and an extremely gentle tone, "The company has finalized this matter, Norihito."

"It's your fault, but as the president, I also have to bear some responsibility, so I will help you reduce part of the debt. However, you still have to make up for the remaining losses of the company."

"But," Azuma Hisato hesitated, "we can't come up with so much money..."

"I know you still need to pay off your mortgage, but besides money, you can also make up for it in other ways, such as... coming to the company to help."

"you mean..."

"I happen to be short of a secretary. The previous secretary was incompetent and was fired by me. Mrs. Hisato, I think your work ability is pretty good. If you come to work in the company, I can give you a generous salary."

"I..."

For a moment, Hisato's cold sweat fell from her forehead, and she clenched her clothes nervously.

She knew the insidious thoughts and purposes of this Kamekura Gouzou better than anyone else.

However, her husband's difficulties cannot be circumvented no matter what...

what to do?

"Hisato-san,"

Norihito looked up at her, his eyes complex and tangled.

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The wife noticed her husband's embarrassment and gritted her teeth.

"I understand. I'll go to the company and help out."

I can't let Norihito San be embarrassed.

This seems to be the only way.

It's just a secretary, so there should be no problem.

"Then I'll just wait for the good news from Mrs. Hisato," Kamekura Gouzou, standing at the door, gave the graceful young lady a long, suggestive look and licked his lips.

The sinister gleam in his eyes made her avoid his gaze.

Disgusting..

"Hisato, thank you... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be in such a difficult situation."

"Stop talking about this, Norihito-san. I don't blame you. You should go to the company."

As she watched her husband leave, Azuma Hisato set her hands down with a melancholic expression.

After all, it was just to comfort him.

She couldn't tell her husband that Kamekura Gouzou was not a good person.

When the time comes, letting her husband lose his job will only make it more difficult for the family.

'But if I don't say it out loud, and keep it in my heart, I'll just feel more uncomfortable...'

"Oh? Mrs. Azuma, I see you don't look too good.

I just saw that Kamekura Gouzou when I went upstairs."

Mu Xiaoxiao turned around and looked behind him. "Is that guy here again?"

When they crossed paths earlier, his expression seemed pensive..

Mu Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes.

"Mu Kun, it's you... Well, something happened." Seeing the young man's bright smile, the young housewife suddenly had an impulse, and there was much she wanted to say.

"Wait a minute, okay? Would you like to... have a drink with me?"

"Eh? I'm not old enough to drink yet, Azuma-san."

"Just have a drink."

"..."

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When Azuma Hisato came to Mu Xiaoxiao's place, she also brought a few plates of freshly cooked side dishes.

Carrying a bottle of sake, she had actually come over with the wine?

Mu Xiaoxiao looked a little strange, but he could tell that Mrs. Azuma, who lived next door, was not in a good mood.

She didn't say anything.

She probably just wanted to vent or find someone to talk to or something.

"These are the dishes I made, Mu kun, you can try them... Forget about the wine, I brought some drinks. Young people still prefer carbonated drinks."

"Anything is fine." Mu Xiaoxiao accepted the soda she offered. "Thank you, Mrs. Azuma... Are you in a bad mood? Is it because of that Kamekura Gouzou?"

"You can see it..." The young wife spoke, sounding a little disappointed.

"Even you can see it, but Norihito-san can't see it."

"Why didn't you tell him?"

"How can I possibly tell him, that Kamekura is the president of the company he works in.?

Not to mention I have no evidence.

When my husband loses his job, he will still be unable to escape from his clutches, and the end will only be worse."

At this point, she took a sip of wine and said, "What am I talking about..."

She was already a bit tipsy.

"He was already a little tipsy,

"When I met Kamekura Gouzou before, I felt that he had bad intentions..the way he looked at me..it was uncomfortable.

But afterall, he was Norihito-san's boss, the president, so I couldn't say bad things about him."

"And he is more sinister than imagined, and there is no way to catch him..."

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't interrupt and listened quietly, taking a bite of food now and then, behaving like a calm and composed young man.

"Hey, Mu Kun, after hearing so much, don't you have any thoughts?"

Mrs. Azumi's face was slightly flushed, and she was clearly quite intoxicated. "Yes, you're just a high school student. How could you possibly understand these adult matters in the world?"

"Mrs. Hisato, in society..."

Boom!

"Hey, I'm not that old, am I? I'm not even 30 yet." Under the surprised gaze of the young man, she crawled over and stared at him drunkenly.

"I'm only a few years older than you, Mu kun, but I always feel like you're calling me very old."

"Can't you just call me sister?"

Crawling up to him, she leaned very close, and stared at him with misty eyes.

"You're drunk, Mrs. Azuma..."

"I'm not drunk, and don't call me that! Call me Sister Azuma..no Sister Hisato!"

"You..."

"Alright, then, Sister Azuma... hello!"

Without supporting her body, she collided with him, and the scent of alcohol and perfume were mixed together.

"um..although I would have preferred Sister Hisato..but that's more like it," the woman lying on the boy's chest said with a soft smile. "I feel better after chatting with you for a while. It's nice to have someone who listens, and I don't know why."

"I always feel that Mu kun, you are a very reliable boy. Even though you are just a student, I can tell you these secrets very naturally. Why?"

"..."

"Boys like you must be very popular, right? Girls often come to your house and even spend the night... Humph, I can't tell that you are quite carefree.

"..."

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Hisato Azuma thought that Kamekura Gouzou couldn't wait for her to fulfill her agreement to become his secretary, and then use his position in the company to treat herself... but surprisingly, he didn't.

Instead, he waited for three days, and three days later, he came to the door in person.

"Not bad, really good." Looking at Mrs. Azuma, who had put on a professional suit and hip-hugging skirt, dressed like a working woman, the ugly bastard's eyes lit up,

"Like I said, Mrs. Azuma, you are very suitable for my secretary position."

"I'm looking forward to the next work exchange, and I hope you can fulfill your duties as well,"

He said these words with some hidden meaning, "Mrs. Azuma, let's go."

"..."

Is it coming?

Norihito...

'That day, I drank with Mu Xiaoxiao and confided my feelings, which relieved some of the pressure and depression in my heart, but that was all.

There was no way to escape the persecution and threats brought by this ugly middle-aged man.'



Following Kamekura Gouzou, she lowered her head and looked at her outfit.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that her hip-covering skirt was a bit short...



"Get in the car."

Mrs. Azuma stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, looked back in the direction of her home, gritted her teeth, and finally opened the car door and got in, but she was sitting in the back seat, not the passenger seat.

Kamezo Gouzou didn't mind either.

He admired her beautiful figure for a while and then started driving seriously... Although this young wife was hot, the feast was more than that.

Not in a hurry.

Thinking of the woman he was going to see next, he couldn't control his trembling body..

That charming woman..

"Where are you going?"

Finding that the car was not going to the company, but driving on an unfamiliar route, Mrs. Azuma was a little nervous.

She thought he was going to take her to a strange place.

"Don't worry, just meet the other one."

"Someone else?"

"Besides you, there is another guest who is coming to the company today," Kamekura Gouzou said with a sinister smile, "Mrs. Azuma, you will know soon."